Passing strangers:
- You awake..? I whispered and waited.
- Coming with me? I whispered again.
Felt like minutes.
- I completely forgot, she said as she opened the door.
- You said you'd be up.
She looked at me with puppy eyes; - I know. Sorry.
- What about him? I said, just because I felt I had too.
- What about him?
- Is he coming too?
- Did you ask him? she said with a smile.
- I completely forgot, I said and closed the door.
Many years from now I still remember how terribly cold the ocean was that morning in June.
Mitt sommarlov : Anita Hegerland
"Vad jätteskönt mitt sommarlov ska bli
Med bad och sol och jordgubbar och glass
Tänk när man springer barfota i gräset
Och humlor surrar kring i solens gass"
One day to go.
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